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Sarah and I were indulging the
usual screensuck
even as the world was being erased outside our window. She works from home and I don't know what the hell I am doing. Luckily, Adria and Craig came over so we went on a snow adventure. We made it as far as the alley behind our place when I noticed the couple inches accumulation was the best packing snow ever. I made a ball and started rolling it down the gentle grade--it picked up everything below it all the way down to the pavement. It was a revelation for Adria who, having grown up on Hawaii, hadn't quite understood the literalness of "snowball effect." By the time we made it the short way to Kenny and Anna-Stina's yard at the bottom of the slope there was nowhere to go but stop. And build up. Adria and Craig sculpted the face, imbedded rocks for eyes. With sticks for armature we gave her arms. 'Stina warmed our hands with mugs of hot buttered rum and our adventure ended a snowball's throw from where it'd begun. What's better than loving where you already are? |
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